Ningxia suppressed her overly excited and rapidly beating heart, and it took her a while to calm down. She walked towards the row of large cabinets against the wall.

When I opened it, I wasn't too surprised. It was obvious that the owner of the house didn't live here often. He had very few clothes, just one set of pajamas for men and women, one for autumn and one for winter. Next to them were some simple long and short sleeves, long and shorts, and one or two coats.

The biggest surprise was the two sets of winter pajamas that looked extremely bulky. They were printed with vulgar patterns that were out of tune with the house, and the fabric had become stiff from being stored for too long. But that was not a problem. Ningxia had already imagined what it would feel like to sleep in this big bed wearing these pajamas in winter.

There is also a dressing table by the window, but because it is right next to the window, it is no longer usable and is badly rotten. The same is true for the two bedside tables. Ningxia planned to come in and move it out and throw it away later.

After exiting the master bedroom, Ningxia came to a door on the right next to the master bedroom. When she pushed it open, she saw a stairwell. However, Ningxia did not go up. She closed the door and went to look at the next room.

The door on the other side was made of translucent frosted glass. Ningxia knew that this must be the toilet. The Chuhua people still have very uniform characteristics in decoration.

Ningxia opened it, and sure enough, there was a large mirror next to the door, and a sink below it, the sink surface of which was covered with a thick layer of rust.

There was a row of hooks diagonally opposite, with several towels of different colors hanging on them. Ningxia touched them casually and found that they were hard enough to make people commit suicide by banging their heads. However, it would be nice to keep them. They would soften after getting wet, and could be used to wipe the tables outside.

The sink was designed to look like a storage cabinet. Ningxia opened it and found paper inside! Several large packages of paper.

It was very dry, but still usable. There was still some unopened shampoo inside, but it had already stratified severely and had to be thrown away. Ningxia took out two bars of soap from the corner, wondering if they were still usable.

After taking a rough look at the washbasin, Ningxia shifted his gaze to the hook on the left wall. There were several basins hanging on it, all made of stainless steel with a sense of design. Next to it was a mop, which was rarely seen even before the disaster year. It was made of many cloth strips wrapped together.